Silli Boi

Lyrics

Soon as I switch up the style, niggas starting hatin and shit I sit back and let the money pile up 'cause the caine is legit I did this record for Dez, I blew the pack up with [?] Fuck going on in their head, in the booth seeing red On the end, ducking fast Shot my niggas breaking bread, I hit the block for the split Niggas trying to go legit Crack the Hen, kill the 5th Collect the first and the fifth Duece chains like I'm tit[?], ooo Usain when I spit, ooo Loops made round your bitch, uh I don't trust not a nair hoe She follow orders cause I said so Woooo bitches Rick Flair doe Don't push me cause I'm on the edge bro I could be writing for your favorite rapper and none of you niggas would ever know Niggas, might want to get you a verse when it's cheap and don't tell em when prices grow I'm trying to freeze up the whole team Till every wrist, every chest gleam Niggas want to test my testees, these bitches want to check em sexually Had to check the niggas next to me Cause niggas know I got the recipe If I don't know you, then don't lecture me Fuck with niggas, heavily Fuck with the blood and the crips, ay Crackin the 8 out the vip She want to polish the tip, ay Pulling the Glock out the kit Don't toy with the squad, see All my niggas on they job Niggas studied all they sauce, uh Trying to get these pockets large Got the bass bumping heavy And I got blocks of the brrr If you need me hit the celly Bout' business just don't say a word On the phone hearing clicks, ay On the phone hearing clicks, ay Keep it quiet about their moves, ay Know the boys watch their shit